Mostly about my backyard chickens. (Boring, I know), but there are a lot of us out here. Mine are only kept as pampered pets. I could eat a neighbor's chicken, but not MINE. There may be a comment on current events only if I get riled up enough. And there will always be a cartoon or a joke to cheer us. I promise to try my very best to respond to comments. Now I have to figure out how this blogger thingy works....

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Chicken Roundup

Yesterday was a windy, damp, rainy day. Just plain miserable.

At 6 o'clock I let them out because Charlie wouldn't shut up - maybe he was hungry or he wanted to chase the girls - You just never know with him. It rained all day but around 7:30 in the evening the rain let up a little bit, so I let them out while I cleaned all the poop out of the pen and the run.

Just got that all finished and the heavy rain started up again. I rounded them up and scooted them back to the pen to put them away for the night. I had no problem with the girls, but Charlie didn't want to go back. So I got the broom just to "guide" him in the right direction. He ran straight for the back of my legs!

Bad Charlie!

Now you gotta picture this:

Rain, mud, boots loaded with chicken poop, an old lady soaking wet wearing an NRA cap chasing a damn rooster with a broom all over the backyard.

About Me

Mostly about my backyard chickens (Boring, I know), but there are a lot of us out here. Mine are only kept as pampered pets. I could eat a neighbor's chicken, but not MINE. There may be a comment on current events only if I get riled up enough. And there will always be a cartoon or a joke to cheer us. I promise to try my very best to respond to comments. Now I have to figure out how this blogger thingy works....